Girl up the road whose mailbox says "The Miller Family"A Poem by An Ordinary Womanweird stuff I noticeShe has lots of children, I think. So many that she's too tired some days she wears patchwork flannel shirts and jeans three sizes too big. I see her in the yard arranging things sandbox, tether ball, badminton. Or sweeping the deck, her arms swinging back and forth, long brown hair bending with each stroke The yard has swings and slides & riding toys galore, so many things she must tend to. She has lots of children, I think Although I've never seen one.
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12 Reviews Added on January 20, 2015 Last Updated on January 20, 2015 AuthorAn Ordinary WomanMOAboutWe are born with poetry in our pockets however deep they might be. Little children grow up and turn into ourselves stories ready to sing, or the words we write to live by. We pray this poetry pr.. more..Writing
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